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Þessi ljóð eru öll á ensku enda öll saman fyrir ensku tíma nema eitt.

Enjoy…


Taking a swing at life.

The swing swings empty
No way of seeing it with my eyes
Because there no life lies
Empty playground free of colour
It might as well just be summer
Thinking of the life that could have been
I wonder how I could have been so mean

After all it wasnt my fault
For everything I’ve written and done
All I can do is write for fun
Photographic images on paper as in my mind
I wish I could have been more kind
Because poems are bad, poems are sad
But I wrote one, so I am glad


Bus drivers suck.

Every morning I get up
And every morning I think it sucks
To leave my dreams in bed
And take the stinky bus instead
The Polish driver, not sure where he’s going
I look out the window too see it’s raining

People overtake the bus driving fast
Only a month and I’ll have my driver’s license at last
Then again if I had a car
I would properly not get to drive it far
I would properly just drive friends to and from a bar

Maybe the bus isnt so bad
Maybe I shouldn’t borrow the car from my dad
My friends would only want to go to the saloon
Playing me more and more like a baboon
These people cant be my friends
These people only follow certain trends

Trends that include drinking and doing drugs
Most of the boys I know pretend to be thugs
What bugs me is how I’ve goon through changes
And how I havent talked to real friends in ages
Somehow everything isnt the same
Now I get out of the bus and into the rain


Artistic College Boy.

Sitting here at a Café
My thoughts going astray
No matter how hard I try
Thinking about you makes me want to cry
Nothing I do makes this feeling go away
Looking at a college boy who looks kind of gay

He looks like he needs to get layd
But it wont happen since he hasnt gotten paid
Because people love having money
They wouldn’t eat it even if it were glazed in honey
So if you don’t have a buck
People will tell you how much you suck

Do not sulk, do not wein
Just because your not wearing Calvin Klein
Even if you cant sing
And don’t wear a lot of bling-bling
Then your still fun and cool
And you’ve got good friends at school

So soon you’ll see that money doesn’t make people care


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Sitting here doing studies
Oh how I wish I would be with my buddies
But I’m here now
And I’m looking straight at a big fat cow
I wonder what went rong
Why arent all people beautiful and strong

I still miss her hair
And the way her eys stare
How they arent fixed on me anymore
I wish she could be mine for evermore
But it isnt so and that’s why I’m not glad
And how it makes me feel oh so sad

Shes with someone else now
And I’m sitting close to a big fat cow